You know you know gay people. You realize by now that they're all around. You've been on baseball teams and in locker rooms and rushed frats together. We, as the impossible to define bunch known as Gen-Y, have become increasingly cool with our gay brothers and friends.
In a recent Cosmopolitan article, "I Am Marrying My Gay Best Friend," we read the sweet, confusing and, for me, occasionally nauseating story of a girl falling in love with her gay best friend, whom she is now engaged to.
Sexuality is a big deal. But when talking about gay, straight, or anything else, the principles of how we want to teach our kids to live are the same as any other discussion about growing up right: Practice kindness and love and treat others as you'd like to be treated. Plain and simple.
Nick came out to Larry a year after the two graduated from college. Approximately one year later Larry learned that Nick had died. According to Larry, "I want this to be printed so that everyone can know that a bunch of macho, straight, philandering frat boys love their gay brother."
I love my gay best friend, not least because he has the same plumbing and wiring as the men I date. It's not a bad idea to have someone on call who has deep technical knowledge -- it's like calling AppleCare.